My sister bought me stockings

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During my university years, things didn't go very well. I did confess my first time during that time, but not to my sister; that's mentioned in another article. I remember one Tuesday afternoon during my junior year, I was bored in my dorm. I saw a message my sister had sent me the day before, and thinking of her, I called her. After hesitating for a while, she answered. She sounded anxious, asking what was wrong. I replied that nothing, I just missed her and wanted to see what she was doing. She anxiously replied that nothing was wrong, she was busy. Suddenly, she gasped a few times and let out a soft moan. Although it was very faint, I recognized it, and I knew that sound all too well; she had made that sound to me before. Before I could finish speaking, she hung up.
After hanging up, I sat quietly on my bed in the dorm. Everyone knew what my sister was doing. At that time, my sister had a boyfriend. This boyfriend was a bit of a legend. According to my sister, he was her first love and her virginity. While my sister was with other men, he waited for her, and finally, he won her over. This guy was pretty good to me, what can I do, he's my brother-in-law, he's always trying to curry favor with me.
But I called him at 2 PM, and he's called me Brother Dawei, which is during work hours? Who's my sister up to? It seems my sister has fallen. She was in business back then, and there were quite a few men who coveted her looks, I bet most of them were thinking about sleeping with her. Now she's sleeping with one of those men.
Never mind, anyway, tomorrow's classes aren't important, so I called home and went home. I hadn't planned anything to happen with my sister, but something did happen this time I went home.
Anyway, that's how university classes are, you can go if you want, and if you don't want to, you can just make up an excuse to get by. Plus, my family has some connections with the vice-principal, so the teachers turn a blind eye to me. And by my junior year, I'd already secured a job, so my family didn't care about my studies anymore.
When I got home, I went to my grandma's room to pay my respects as usual, then went to my own room to chat online and play games. I enjoy playing single-player games; World of Warcraft only came out in the second semester of my junior year. After finishing the game, it was already past midnight. I drifted off to sleep, and in my dream, I was intimate with my sister, and I had a wet dream. When I woke up in the morning, I saw a small, dried stain of my semen on my pajama bottoms. I figured it was probably caused by the phone call I made yesterday afternoon. I didn't think much of it, got up, took a shower, and prepared to continue playing. Anyway, all the universities only had half-days today, so going or not didn't matter.
Just as I was about to start playing, my mom called me. She was about to leave for the mall. She called me just before leaving and told me she bought some snacks yesterday. My sister had said they were delicious when she visited, so she brought some for her and asked me to take them to her when I had time.
I nodded in agreement, but inside I was overjoyed. It seemed like fate was on my side. I was destined to play with my sister again today.
After my mom left, I quickly called my sister to tell her I was going to bring her the food. Then I said goodbye to my grandma and left. My sister's house was quite hard to find. Because the house owned by that guy named Dawei was slated for demolition, and their new house wasn't ready yet, they were renting a room in a small area of single-story houses. The haphazard courtyard was really difficult to find. I called my sister several times, and finally, she came out to meet me so I wouldn't get lost.
This was my first time visiting my sister and Dawei's house. Looking at the dimly lit single-story house, with moldy walls and brick flooring, I felt sorry for my sister. She seemed to sense my feelings and said, "It's okay, the new house will be ready in another year, then everything will be better."
I gave her the things I had brought, and she invited me to stay for lunch. Then she checked the time and asked me to go to the supermarket with her. I agreed.
At the supermarket, after buying groceries, I accompanied my sister for a while. When we passed the underwear and sock counter, I stopped. Looking at the dazzling array of stockings, I really couldn't resist. My sister, of course, knew my tastes and tapped me on the head, telling me not to look around.
I begged my sister to buy me a pair of stockings.
She asked, "What do you need those for?"
I whispered, "For masturbating at night." (By then, I already knew about foot fetishes and foot play; I was a man now, and I'd learned from pictures how to put stockings on my penis for masturbation.) My sister said, "You little pervert, you still can't shake this habit."
I said, "This is for life, I can't get rid of it. If you don't want them, I can pay, but you have to go to the counter and I'll give you the money."
My sister glanced at me, then at the counter: "I need to buy stockings anyway, so I'll let you have them. Whichever one you like, I'll buy it."
Of course, I liked black stockings. Then my sister picked out several pairs, saying she'd choose for herself, but she asked for my opinion on each pair. And I was happy to help her choose; every pair was a style I liked. To outsiders, we didn't look like siblings at all, but more like a couple. After
buying groceries, we went home happily—or rather, I was the one who was happy. This was the first time my sister had bought me stockings—stockings that belonged to both of us. (A little selfish, since back then my sister always bought her stockings with that guy named Dawei.) When we got home, my sister cooked a whole table of dishes for me. Although her cooking skills were a bit lacking, seeing her cook for me for the first time filled me with indescribable happiness.
After dinner, I lay on the bed smoking, and my sister smoked without restraint. After all, we were both grown up, and my sister didn't need adults to supervise her anymore. While smoking, we chatted casually about my studies and my love life. Because my sister and I had been intimate before, we had no inhibitions when talking about these topics. And I also had a little thought—I wanted to relive that feeling with my sister.
My sister asked me, "Did you sleep with that girl?"
I said, "Yeah, I did."
My sister looked at me with a complicated expression and whispered, "You've grown up."
I said smugly, "It was alright."
Sister: "What did it feel like?"
Me: "It was pretty exciting, better than masturbating. But there's a little regret."
Sister: "What's the regret?"
Me: "The first time wasn't with you, sister. And kissing her wasn't as exciting or pleasurable as kissing you."
My sister kicked me: "Get lost, we're siblings."
When my sister kicked me, I grabbed my sister's foot and started stroking it. My sister tried to pull her foot away, but I held on tightly. She tried a few times, and finally let me stroke her foot. It seemed like she enjoyed it.
I asked, "Sister, has Dawei touched your feet?"
Sister: "Who's like you, you little pervert?"
Me: "Then have you used your feet on Dawei?"
Sister: "What's it to you?"
I started tickling the soles of my sister's feet, and she couldn't take it anymore. I tickled her while saying, "Hurry up and tell the truth, did you do it or not?"
Finally, my sister couldn't take it anymore and said, "No, I didn't. I only did it to you."
I was so happy at that moment. Since it was just a joke, I grabbed my sister's feet and started licking them wildly. My sister couldn't take it anymore and begged for mercy, pulling her feet back. I got up and played around with her, pinning her down. We stared at each other like that time we rolled around on the floor at home. But then my sister realized what was happening, pushed me away, got up, straightened her clothes, and went to tidy the table. I stared blankly at my sister.
I suddenly remembered the phone call from yesterday afternoon. I don't know where this evil force came from, but it took over my brain and my thoughts. Watching my sister's busy back, I asked her, "Who was that person yesterday afternoon?"
I could clearly feel my sister flinch. She stopped clearing the dishes, but with her back to me, I couldn't see her face; it must have looked terrible.
"Nobody," she replied after a pause.
"Don't try to fool me. You said I'm all grown up now, and I'm an adult now. Your actions yesterday clearly indicated something was up! Tell me, sister, with whom? I bet it wasn't Viagra. He's at work!"
My sister didn't answer, instead taking the dishes to the sink outside. But it seemed she hadn't washed them, and came right back. Then she stood the table up in the corner. At that moment, I got up and hugged my sister from behind, my hands kneading her breasts. She tried to pull away, but I didn't let go, continuing to knead them. My mouth wasn't idle either; I gently bit her earlobe, and she let out that familiar moan.
As I was doing my thing, I said to my sister, "I won't tell anyone about this, but you have to do something, sister."
My sister turned to look at me and asked, "How do you want to do that?"
I said, "I want to make love to you, sister."
"No!"
Before she could finish speaking, I pushed her onto the bed and started attacking her from both above and below. In the end, my sister gave in and we started French kissing. My sister's tongue was much more agile than my woman's. I went to remove my sister's coat and bra and started licking her nipples. My sister had already wrapped her legs around my waist.
When I went to take off my sister's pants, she suddenly shouted to stop. I looked at my sister. My sister said to me, "Not today, I'm on my period." I immediately deflated when I heard that. I said, "Can't I go against the light?"
My sister looked at me angrily, "Are you stupid? You'll get sick. Don't you want your sister to be okay?"
I said, "Of course I want my sister to be okay."
My sister said, "Then we can't do it."
I said, "But now that things are like this, what are you going to do, little brother?"
My sister said, "What do you want to do?"
I had no choice. After all, my sister was on her period, and forcing her would make her sick. All I could say was, "How about you put on the stockings I bought you today, and I'll give you oral sex?"
My sister agreed, got up, and put on the black pantyhose she'd bought me. As soon as she put on one foot, I grabbed that stockinged foot and started licking it frantically, and she reacted. Her unstockinged foot kept rubbing the bulge in my crotch. I pulled down my pants, revealing my already erect penis, and my sister used her toes to grip and stroke it.
After a while, I lay down. My sister sat directly on me, held my penis, looked at it for a moment, then opened her mouth and took it in. It felt so good; only my sister could give me that feeling. The girl I dated never gave me oral sex, and this was the first time in so long since my sister had done it for me.
This time, my sister was clearly much more skilled than she had been a few years ago; it seemed she had practiced a lot over the years. My sister skillfully licked my glans, followed my spermatic cord, licked my penis, and finally licked my scrotum. As soon as my sister licked my scrotum, I couldn't take it anymore. A tingling sensation spread from that spot throughout my body. Then, my sister looked at my unbearable expression with a mischievous grin, and finally swallowed my penis whole, stroking it up and down, her tongue licking the glans in her mouth.
This went on for a long time, but I still didn't ejaculate. It was probably because of a wet dream I had that morning. After a while, my sister spat out my penis and looked at me: "No, I'm tired. You haven't ejaculated after all this time?"
I didn't tell my sister about the wet dream, I just said: "Sister, you're licking so well, it wants to enjoy it a little longer." My sister slapped me.
My sister looked at me: "Let me help you get it out with something else."
I gestured for my sister to use her feet. Then my sister put stockings on the foot that wasn't covered by the bed. After putting them on, she imitated the foot fetish videos I had shown her before, clamping my penis between her feet and stroking it. The feeling of the stockings combined with my sister's slightly fleshy feet was perfect. My penis moved back and forth in the small gap formed by the arches of my sister's feet. It felt so wonderful. Just as I was about to reach my climax, my sister stopped. "I can't take it anymore, my legs are sore. Let me help you come with my hand." I was already on the verge of climax, how could I stop now? How I came didn't matter anymore, as long as I was with my sister, anything was fine.
But I didn't want to come like that. I wanted my sister to put her stockings on my penis and give me a handjob. My sister felt sorry for her newly bought stockings, so she took out a pair of flesh-colored short stockings, put them on my penis, and started giving me a handjob. I lay down, and my sister sat on my lap, so I could hold her feet and lick them. As I mentioned before, my sister's feet are the most sensitive. After licking them for a while, she couldn't take it anymore and started moaning. Later, she lay down on her side next to me, her right leg rubbing against my scrotum, and her right hand giving me a handjob. My sister even took the initiative to kiss me, and we had a long French kiss. Finally, I came, ejaculating wildly, getting my stockings on my penis all over, and even some on her hands. Again, my sister cleaned up the mess. She put the stockings covered in my semen in a plastic bag and told me to throw them away when we got out. Before I left, I told myself not to tell anyone about her having sex with someone else yesterday. I agreed. I left feeling a little satisfied.
[The End]

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